[Gabriel waits until the last possible second to make his move, wheeling around with inhuman reflexes. He's at a disadvantage by having two legs instead of four, but he hopes, if the wolf can be surprised, that it's surprised by the maneuver. He makes contact with the wolf mid-leap, then lifts a leg up to kick it away.]
There you are, you son of a bitch.
[He squares off, something of a wild grin on his face at his recognition of the wolf's more unique features. It's a bit difficult to swallow, how this thing could possibly be Jack, but he's been in these woods too long to balk now. He can only hope he's made Jack angry enough to lunge again--the last thing he wants this to turn into is a chase.]
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There you are, you son of a bitch.
[He squares off, something of a wild grin on his face at his recognition of the wolf's more unique features. It's a bit difficult to swallow, how this thing could possibly be Jack, but he's been in these woods too long to balk now. He can only hope he's made Jack angry enough to lunge again--the last thing he wants this to turn into is a chase.]